Duo sat on the little stone bench around the water looking at the two. He watched as his double took care of the girl then frowned, looking down as he finished mending his wounds. He was still shaking himself, a sick feeling in his stomach from the pain and the blood. He leaned back on his arms, sighing. It was times like this he felt alone, even when he was with somebody.

It's just that he realized at the end of the day that there was nobody who was going to comfort him. No mother, no sibling or father, not even a girlfriend or something!

The closest he had to that was his double and... Right. Hmmng. So he sat there quietly, unable to help and feeling pretty damn awful about it.